Monday, February 20, 2012

The cartoon graveyard of THE CELEBRITY APPRENTICE.

Perhaps Paul Simon was prescient in his lyrics for "You Can Call Me Al" when, in the first verse, he wrote:
Why am I soft in the middle?
The rest of my life is so hard!
I need a photo-opportunity,
I want a shot at redemption!
Don't want to end up a cartoon,
In a cartoon graveyard...

THE CELEBRITY APPRENTICE--which began as a sort of B-and-C-list-celeb-prolong-moment-in-the-sun-plus-charity-donations parody of the original APPRENTICE format (which still survives in the UK in less schlocky form, with Alan Sugar as the Trump equivalent)--seems to have morphed into an unbearable steroid-laced mockery of itself, based on last night's season premiere.

Kudos to supermodel emeritus Cheryl Tiegs for deciding she didn't want to emulate Meat Loaf, Gary Busey, Joan and Melissa Rivers, Dennis Rodman, etc. etc. and give Donald Trump/Mark Burnett the loud, face-making, over-the-top antics deemed "good television."

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